Ephemeral Reverie

THREADS OF YESTERDAY

CH14: THREADS OF YESTERDAY

As the sun peeked over her window, she stirred in her makeshift bed in Zara's house. Her morning begins with a soft hum of movies on the television, with bright colors and cheerful voices filling the silence in the living room. She would settle herself on a couch with a warm blanket wrapped around her while sipping a hot chocolate drink. In the afternoon, she found coziness on the couch as the warm rays of the sun filtered through the curtains. She then found herself sleeping as her dreams painted her mind. When she woke up, she found herself busy doing art—painting, drawing, and even writing. Even though every day seems like a routine, she still manages to find fun in it.

The highlight of her day was when the clock neared six, when she was busy cleaning the entire living room. The anticipation in her built up like a gentle storm, knowing that the door would burst open soon and that her friends and Soren would fill the entire silence with laughter and stories.

As they gathered in the living room, the mood was particularly buoyant. Zara lay down on the couch, remembering all the funny moments that highlighted her day, while Thorne's animated gestures made them laugh out loud as he painted a vivid description using his words. As for Soren, he just sat there beside her; his presence was enough to make her feel secure and comforted.

"I swear, you should have seen the look on Mr. Angeles' face as the frog jumped over," Zara exclaimed, her eyes showing the genuine smile she shows.

They seem to have fun in the art class, which she envies too. She wishes she was there, painting and laughing at Mr. Angeles' face. "Are you doing hyper-realism painting? "She asked curiously. She thought they were already done, but she guesses not.

"Uhm... no. We're just having fun, and Mr. Angeles thought of a subject in painting, but Sarah suggests doing frog art. He managed to find one though." Zara then burst laughing; she could vividly imagine the look of their teacher as the frog jumped out. "It jumped over his face! "She can't hold her laugh anymore; once then, the living room filled with their laughter.

Thorne chuckled, "You wouldn't believe me when I say when our teacher leaped out onto her desk like a cat, when a sudden bang filled the whole laboratory!"She laughs; she guesses it was a hilarious day; their stories are all connected to hilarious moments. "I swear she was never the kind of teacher who's like that; she's known for her strict and firm demeanor." She suddenly knows who Thorne's describing. It's Ms. Andres, Thorne's subject teacher in physics and STEM's dean.

It looks like their day was kind of fun. She wrapped the blanket around her, feeling the warmth it gave her. "Sounds like I missed quite the adventure," she said, a smile tugging at her lips.

She looked at Soren, who'd been silent since he stepped into the living room. "How's your day? "Soren started meeting her eyes.

She then leaned on him and said, "My day seems different today through your funny stories." She admitted that it was indeed a different day today. A hilarious-day.

"Come on, guys. Have a dinner first before you go home." As usual, no one can get out of the door without eating. Auntie Cathy always makes sure that we all have dinner before sleeping. She always cooks food whenever Soren and Thorne visit.

"It's been a long time since I noticed you visiting here. What's your relationship with my Thalia? "Auntie Cathy asked out of nowhere, which confused the two guys. They didn't know who was who.

Soren, with a confused look written all over his face, asked. "Me? "

Auntie Cathy looked up, holding a spoon, and focused on Soren's. "Of course, you. You look like a snake, wrapping yourself in my daughter's arm. What's your relationship with her? She never hangs out with guys like you, so I'm curious." Auntie Cathy's voice was demanding, showing her strict personality, which scares Soren away.